Stacy's POV
Nothing feels better than making my enemies feel powerless. Squashing them like a bug. Clara wanted this and am going to show him how much this dooshbag means to me. He is mine come rain come sunshine am not leaving him even if it means we have to pretend about being in good terms when we are not. As long as it solidifies the fact that he is all mine. When Jake texted me he needs some help with getting rid of Clara I put on my big girl pants and matched to his location.
"Can we pretend for two more minutes", he suggests.
"She is off your back isn't she?"
"Yeah but...”
"But what Jake? We need to work through this. You will have to make some changes I can't have you sleeping around", I say.
He bows down in shame. Again his sad face makes me just want to cry. Maybe I was too
